“I am not sure if this will do anything at all... But I can as well give it a try, right?” I raised my eyebrows, trying to buy time to remember everything. There had to be something that I could do to not let this grumpy old man reject us again. My mind and thoughts were in complete disarray as Michael did not stop his efforts to forcefully push us out. Gabriel was trying to give me as much time to focus as he could. He was trying to hold off the man and not make him raise his voice.
How was the poem again... How did it go. Icarus always recited it whenever we had time to. I heard the poem at least over a hundred times. It has to be somewhere in the back of my brain... Focus. Please, just appear...
I remembered the last spark of happiness I felt with Icarus when they were setting up the
